when my MIL died, I decided that I needed to suck up my outrage at the gendered inequity of it and take it as my job to make sure my FIL and BIL would always get their Christmas stockings filled. It isn't hard and needn't be expensive (my theory is they should be filled with some fun candy and stuff you need anyway from the drug store or grocery store, like lip balm and hair ties and hand cream), but it seems like only moms ever go to the trouble. So while I've decided to willingly pick up the mantel despite my knee-jerk allergy to any task foisted on women, this is a
call to all Christmas-celebrating dudes: take a few minutes to fill some fucking stockings this year🎄
Toothpaste companies must really hate people who are allergic to mint toothpaste, which a lot of people are! Apparently it's NOT supposed to burn like minty hellfire? (I'm fine with mint candy, it's only mint toothpaste that hurts)
I've been using Tom's fennel for years, but am now trying to find one with fluoride in it, and finding a toothpaste that is no mint and yes fluoride should not be such a huge and infuriating quest. still got some more grocery stores to search, but not even the children's toothpaste in the nearest one had any that were suitable.
Edit: Hey you don't need to keep copying out the tags, I wrote all the Minty Hellfire lyrics here. And then someone recorded them here.
Also, I think it might technically be a sensitivity rather than an allergy, but whatever it is, toothpaste is not supposed to hurt! If it's burning then that's bad and you should try to find a new one if possible!
i just thing it's super interesting to hear what people carry every day. what makes you use that type of bag? what do you carry in them? and do you use them? is it for safety? is it for peace of mind? just like having cool knicknacks around?
“You’ve read the dossier?”
The clipped words were in time with their quick steps down the pristine white hall.
“Yes.”
“All of it?”
Danny resisted the urge to roll his eyes. “Unlike you, Hellblazer, I read my contracts before I sign them.”
“You wound me, Pomp,” John said, twirling an unlit cigarette between his fingers. “I’m just trying to protect you from the Big Bad Bat. He’s had a bit of a mare over this case. Hell, as a consultant, you shouldn’t even be seeing this with the access level it’s at but…”
“But you’re stuck and need my pretty baby blues on things to help you out,” Danny said, batting his lashes obnoxiously at John.
“Fuck off,” John said without any heat and shoved Danny away. “But the Bat is anxious about it. All the Bats are. If you can help us solve it sooner, then the better, because when the Bats are on edge, everyone is on edge. And it’s a fucking nightmare around here already with all the bloody do-gooders let alone when they’re all worked up about something.”
saiki fucking hates the smell of mint. he can handle most plant smells but the second something is a little minty he wants to be as far as possible from it.